She dreams of love and poetry,
and a boy she knew before.
Back to times when her kiss was free
as the books her mind explored.
It was not that they made her bend.
With their masculinity.
Only that 'twas time well spent,
but not longevity.
She loved them all with mighty eyes.
Each, and every single one.
The reason for a young man's sighs.
And why all Stallions run.
But to me she was my only love.
A reflection of my Lord above.
Author notes
Written December 20th, 2003
In a list
A contest entry
- Oh My Stars!!!! Contest by Theasp.
350 points, ended August 25, 2005, 5 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
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Have you heard of Veronica Franco? She is one of my favorite poets and courtesan. Your poem reminds me of her. You poem also reminds me of all the "fallen women" I have met and read about. I love how the spear sees her as the ultimate femme. Your words scroll a sweet sound. Pen on.
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great
I loved this, it flowed beautifully, I drawn to this because I'm really interested in courtesans and the history of them especially venetian courtesans, I'm simply fascinated by them, terrific write, keep it, Romanee, xx
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Readable and gives you soft smiles.
I will do your counts for you, dear, sweet write short story
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not sonnetish nothing can be sonnetish, the form is lost when you do not put as in front of kiss. reflection from? reflection of...
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Liked it up to the end, the ending was weak, pulled up to fast, kind of jerked me mentally. But I did enjoy the rest of the poem.
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how sweet, i loved the rhyming.
thanks for entering!
love always. -
this is really quite good. i think this was one of the first poems of yours i commented on. mostly because, i've seen that movie about veronica franco a million times and fancy i could have been her in another life. whipping out all that poetry and playing with all those boys who yes, she loved each and everyone. i even quoted a terza rima of hers up above...interesting. i forgot about that...
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Ah. I see. Unfortunate indeed. Still; it's a great poem, but then I have always admired your work.
Cheers,
Absinthe
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That's because I'm a courtesan love. A male prostitute with the mind of a woman and the body of a beast. Unfortunately wonderful for me.
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Whoa. Where did this come from? I like it muchly.
Great imagery and storyline. Easy to follow; easy to read.
Cheers,
Absinthe
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You seem to know something about women. It captured something about the one you talk about. Anyone in particular? Or are you just that good of a poet?
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"And the less freedom we have,
the more our blind desire, which drives us off the path,
will find a way to penetrate our heart;
so that a woman either dies from this
or moves away from the restricted life that we all share
and owing to a small mistake is led far astray"
Veronica Franco-Capitolo 22, Terze Rime
My courtesan idol. Lovely, lovely write. -
YOU did a great job on this one and portrayed a beautiful woman~Gave hope for those who long to be blessed with one you described~Best wishes to you in the contest~Big hugs
and much love~Desire
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prettyful!
Pretty is it to your gilrfriend our wife? -
hey, it's all sonnetish... was that on purpose?
I don't know if I believe you... but it's quite loverly.
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a nice little poem, good job
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Whoa, this was beautiful! Great job, I positively love it!
~Rhea~ -
I know, it sounds funny coming from a Humanist.lol
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I really like this one and i love the ending how you added God to it...very well written...so much love in this one...
Good luck in the contest.
God Bless,
Tammy -
So perfect!! I loved the first stanza- the characteristic that I loved best about this piece was its simplicity... It didn't seem like a message was being forced, it was light-hearted and incredibly sweet! Good luck and happy holidays!
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